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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>As always, welcome to the Sassy Vixen blog. As you can see by the photo, we've decided to move to the blog on our website and those on Tumblr. This wasn't a decision we took lightly. We thought long and hard about staying here with Blogger, but the threat of them changing their minds again in order to shut down the adults only blogs pushed us to finalize our move.</i></span><br />
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After nearly twelve hours of delays, Amazon finally started the Countdown for <strong>Season of Sun and Sin. </strong>It's now only 99¢ (£0.99) for the next six days. It's only offered through Amazon US and Amazon UK for now. That's all on Amazon. If it were up to us, we would do it for all retailers. Maybe the next go round!</em></span><br />
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with not one, but three men. Their fantasy filled ménage a quatre and promises
to spend their lives together have taken a backseat to round-the-clock
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Kayne.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sparks fly between them the
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his wife. Together they were to create a family of immortals sworn to protect
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</span>Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-37866146723654678262015-02-18T01:33:00.000-08:002015-02-18T01:33:28.934-08:00Guess Who's Back in the Soon to Be Released #HardRockHarlots 4 by Author @kendallgrey1<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to the Sassy Vixen Publishing blog. It's been a while since we've posted because we've been buried deep in edits, creating new covers, and overall getting ready for our 2015 new releases. Not too much could pull us away from that except one of our author friends. This time it's celebrating a long awaited release from one of our favorite series.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>It’s time to reveal the title for Kendall Grey’s fourth Hard Rock Harlots book. If you saw the pictures yesterday, you probably figured out that the new book is about Letty Dillinger, singer and part-time bassist for Killer Buzz Float. Letty shocked the rock world when she stormed the scene in STRINGS with an unforgettable introduction involving a guy she picked up in a bar, a bottle of tequila, and a strap-on. She hasn’t stopped rocking (or shocking) since. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, book 4 in the Hard Rock Harlots series is entitled ROCK, and if you loved STRINGS, it’ll ROCK your world.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-44027266272089022432015-01-06T15:28:00.000-08:002015-01-06T15:28:52.524-08:00New Beginnings for @SassyVixenPub Starting with a Brand New Logo Featuring #TheVixen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>The New Year is full of new beginnings for us and our Sassy Vixen authors. With that in mind, we decided to change things up and create our very own logo. The Vixen was adamant we search to find the perfect images. While we loved the red planet version of the last logo and the throwback to carefree days with our original one, we decided we needed something new and fresh.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>We're excited about the changes and in our search for the current creature that graces our logo, we found a few other fun ones we'll be using for posts. In fact, we found a sexy cartoon version of The Vixen.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to Sassy Vixen Publishing's New Year Celebration! It's been a long time coming but our collection is finally live on Amazon. We've taken a different approach with this one and enrolled it in Kindle Select.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>That's right. For those of you who don't already know it, The Vixen is me, Tammy Dennings Maggy. There are a few other people in this wide web universe who call themselves Vixen, but this name has been mine since 2009. It was given to me by an old friend and it stuck. One of the poems in this collection has that name in it and it was in April 2012 when I rolled out the Sassy Vixen Publishing blog and in December 2012 I was a member of Four Seduced Muses as The Vixen.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Even though the four muses disbanded and went on to other projects and collaborations, I kept the moniker and continue to post as The Vixen in all of my blogs and those of my pen names. So if you see "The Vixen" anywhere else, look closely before you assume it's me. When in doubt, come back here to this blog or the website and you'll find out all the latest from me and my alter egos.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Back to the reason why we're here today...</i></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;"><b>Follow Me: Poetry from the Heart and Soul</b> </span><span style="color: #e06666;">continues to touch hearts around the world. I had thought to take it off all other vendors and go exclusively with Amazon for the next three months so I could see how it would fair with the borrows in Kindle Unlimited, but then I looked at my stats for Oyster and Scribd and determined it wouldn't be worth it. Besides, this collection is only 99 cents. For a buck you can read all about my journey through major life changes, heartbreak, betrayal and finding true love with my soul mate. </span></span></i><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>I wrote like a mad woman during the two years leading up to the publication of this book. It was my salvation and escape from all the turmoil around me. I went through a divorce, reconnected with an old flame who then in turn committed the ultimate betrayal and left me with a heart I thought would never mend. I had hit rock bottom of the abyss.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>When I thought there was no other way out, one person found me and lit the way so I could crawl my way up into the light again. He never pushed me, only encouraged me to keep fighting for my heart and soul. He never promised me he would fix everything or even try, but the simple act of being my friend and there if I needed him was enough. Through the struggle, we found love with each other...a love that had always been there and now is burning brighter every single day.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>That's what it's like when you find your soul mate—the one you were promised to from the beginning of time.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Yeah, I know that sounds sappy to many of you, but it's the truth. It's the theme I have in all of my books...under all pen names. Whether it's the dark fantasy monster erotica I write as Tawny Savage, the romantic suspense from Stephanie Ryan, the wildly fabulous menage a quatre from Lia Michaels or the sizzling Now and Forever series as Tammy Dennings Maggy all will have soul mates find each other once they've found themselves again.</i></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #e06666;">I've used the poems in this book as wedding vows in </span><b><span style="color: #f4cccc;">For the Love of Quinn</span> </b><span style="color: #e06666;">and </span><b><span style="color: #f4cccc;">The Surrender of Julia</span></b><b style="color: #e06666;">.</b><span style="color: #e06666;"> An entire series is devoted to this poem I wrote in the airport waiting for my flight home. Only four months prior, the old flame mentioned earlier in this post had broken his promises to me and went back to his on again, off again girlfriend. She had tossed him aside so many times before but when it looked like he had wanted to move on, she swooped in and dug her claws back into him. It didn't matter that she would dump him again at the time this poem was written. It didn't matter that he came crawling back into my life and continued to drain me of my self worth and confidence. He still continued to keep her in his life.</span></span></i><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">The Vixen, The Witch and The Daemon</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Here is the tale of two Witches: one Dark and one of
the Light</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Both vying for the heart of the one called The Daemon.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Who he chooses in the end will determine his ultimate fate:</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Be lost forever to the Evil One in the Dark</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Or be reborn again into a love that burns forever bright.</span></span></div>
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The flame-haired Witchy One with eyes of jade</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Cast her spell to control the Mighty Daemon.</div>
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Using Dark Magic she transforms herself</div>
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Into someone familiar he could not resist</div>
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But different enough so he could not see the trick.</div>
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Her spell only lasts just so long</div>
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But no matter. </div>
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Alcohol helps to hide the truth:</div>
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She is only using him and relishes in the torture</div>
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Of his heart and soul.</div>
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The more he is in pain, the more her</div>
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Black heart beats with delight.</div>
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She demands his undivided attention. </div>
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Isolates him from all he loves </div>
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And all he knows: children, family and friends.</div>
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This occupies her days and her nights</div>
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Until something else comes along to distract her.</div>
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Then she casually tosses him out into the cold</div>
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Lost and alone…</div>
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No where to go.</div>
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So easy for his Dark Side </div>
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To emerge and take control.</div>
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The Daemon is lost once again.</div>
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Forever searching for the one who calms </div>
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His mind and his soul.</div>
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The one who helps him forget </div>
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The Darkness that is waiting to take him back</div>
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To the hell he endured before…</div>
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Made him the killing machine in the Great War.</div>
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Lady Fate steps in once again, </div>
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Angry that someone has dared </div>
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To interfere with her plan.</div>
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She distracts the Witchy One </div>
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With the very lust and selfishness that </div>
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Give her spells their power…</div>
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Only if The Daemon drowns himself with the spirit</div>
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Of the vine and of the grain will the spells endure.</div>
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The Lady does all that she can to temper his thirst</div>
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But that is one desire she cannot control.</div>
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The Evil One laughs at her attempts</div>
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But she succeeds enough to give her Champion</div>
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A fighting chance.</div>
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The Vixen’s inner fire burns bright</div>
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With the help of the Goddess Fate.</div>
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It calls The Daemon home once again.</div>
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This time he clearly sees and is drawn to it</div>
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Like a moth to a flame.</div>
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He is surprised at who he finds </div>
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At the end of the light.</div>
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She was once not The Vixen</div>
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But long ago was another: shy, sweet and innocent.</div>
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The Love he feels for her now bursts forth</div>
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Reminding him of innocence lost…</div>
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The One he used to be when near her…</div>
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The One he locked away when he thought he lost her.</div>
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But here she was once again…</div>
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Able to break the spell cast by the Dark Witch.</div>
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Vixen’s magick, strong and bright</div>
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Cleanses his soul and it all feels right.</div>
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No longer alone.</div>
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He is finally home.</div>
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But the Evil One wanted The Daemon to fall, </div>
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To be back under his complete control. </div>
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He sent his Minion Witchy One on another mission</div>
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To do his bidding.</div>
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In return she would get everlasting youth:</div>
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Her hearts desire and only wish.</div>
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She could care less where The Daemon ended up</div>
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As long as she could stay anything but sober…</div>
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As long as she kept getting what she wanted…</div>
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She would deliver The Daemon on a silver platter: </div>
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Whole or in pieces.</div>
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The Goddess’s Champion Vixen was heartbroken and lost.</div>
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A love that burned forever bright tossed aside</div>
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But she was not allowed to be free.</div>
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How could this be?</div>
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The Daemon still clung to her</div>
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Wishing for a life filled with love and peace…</div>
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Still unable to break free of the Black Magick </div>
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That bound his soul.</div>
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The Vixen allowed him to hold on </div>
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At the cost of her sanity.</div>
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This delighted the Evil One.</div>
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He wanted to hurt her as well…</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Afraid of her Light and Magick of Old.</div>
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For she was more powerful than any realized…</div>
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Save the Goddess Lady Fate.</div>
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The Vixen was to save the Daemon</div>
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From the torture he had always endured.</div>
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She was to wipe away the glamour</div>
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That the Green-eyed Witch had cast</div>
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So he could finally see:</div>
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The evil, twisted being he had thought he loved</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Was all an illusion…</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
A Dark Magick creation.</div>
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It’s never too late to turn and follow the Light.</div>
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Many others are drawn to The Vixen’s beacon…</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Taking them away from the Evil One…</div>
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All falling for and offering their love</div>
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To Lady Fate’s Champion.</div>
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But The Vixen with eyes the color of the ocean</div>
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And hair kissed by the Sun, </div>
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Forever burns for The Daemon…</div>
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Steadfast and true…</div>
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With a love that has endured through </div>
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All the pain and sorrow, </div>
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Through heartbreak and rebirth</div>
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Through a thousand and one lifetimes.</div>
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The Daemon’s eyes are now fully open.</div>
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He is finally free of the Darkness </div>
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That has gripped his soul.</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
He now knows what his heart has known all along.</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
It has and will always be</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
The Vixen</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Who’s love would set him free.</div>
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©Tammy Dennings Maggy</div>
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Las Vegas</div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Before you ask, no the old flame never broke free of the witch even though she continued to turn on him again and again. How did he get through all of her betrayals? He kept reaching out to me and pulling me back down into the despair that clouded his world. Here's another poem in this collection that begs him to make up his mind.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><b>Why Can’t You Let Me Go?</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why do you hang onto my heart<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Even though it can’t take another blow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You say you love another so<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You choose someone else to be by your side,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And to me this is nothing new.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Yet you still cling to me and what we could have had<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">When more often than not<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">She leaves you sad and blue.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Once again you claim you love me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And with the other one you are through.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"> But within a
matter of hours <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">She’s back in your bed…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Proving once again to me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">That you’ve lied and messed with my head.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You still find ways to keep in touch<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">But no one else can know.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You claim to the world <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">you are with the one you love<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And no one else will do.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"> But you still
keep our bond a secret;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Making sure she doesn’t get suspicious<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Or have a clue.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Stop promising me our time will come.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You have no intention of leaving her,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">But you keep pulling me close <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And then brutally tossing me aside<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">After promising me <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">That I am the one always on your mind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">There are so many more questions <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You left unanswered and I need to know.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">What did I do to deserve this emotional blackmail?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Where along the way did I fail?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">I trusted you with deep heart wrenching secrets<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">That I had locked away and thrown away the key.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">I let you in, bared my heart and soul<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And for a while I truly felt<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Like I had been set free.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Free to finally love the man <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Who held my heart for all of these years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">But I was wrong to trust you…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Because all I have left from you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Are pain and tears.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why won’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You told me you never would hurt me like this…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And yet you continue to do so <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">With each passing day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You won’t let me have peace.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You never let me have my say.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why won’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">If the love you feel for the Witchy One<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Is so strong and true,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why did you work so hard to make me believe<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">When you said “Vixen, I will always love you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Is it because you know we are meant to be?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Are you afraid of losing the chance<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">To finally be happy with the one<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Who has loved you from afar?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Or is it just a game <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">To keep me chasing after you,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Waiting for you to call while you are out<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">With her at the local bar?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">My heart needs to be able to mend.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">By holding on like this<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You are not acting like my friend.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why won’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">If you are done with me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Stay away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Stop pulling me into the drama.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Maybe it’s time you did some soul searching<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">And decide whether or not <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">You should believe in Karma.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Why can’t you let me go?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">The answer is plain to see.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Your heart won’t let you be at peace with her<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Because it knows you long to be with me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">©Tammy Dennings Maggy</span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">01/29/20110<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">1am</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>So what happened? Did he let me go or keep trying to have his cake and eat it too?</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>For the answers to those questions and many more, you'll have to read the poems. Follow along as I work through it all to finally end up with the man I had dreamed of since I was a little girl.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Follow me...</i></span></div>
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Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-23253934950353403522014-09-14T12:39:00.000-07:002014-09-14T12:39:09.001-07:00UPDATES from @SassyVixenPub #erotica #RomanticSuspense #Bigfoot<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome back to the Sassy Vixen Publishing blog. We've been going through a lot of changes and as a result, the release dates of the next three of our books have to be pushed back.</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>We're in the process of moving our entire base of operations to Washington. In the meantime, all the edits are moving forward. The delay will come when it's time to format the manuscripts for publication on all of the retail sites. Our computers will be in transit during the time we would normally be completing the formatting. As soon as they're all up and running again, we'll be back to work.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>We'd like to thank you all for your patience and continued support during this exciting time for us. We'll be sure to post any updates and new release dates for Tawny Savage, Stephanie Ryan, Lia Michaels and Tammy Dennings Maggy as soon as they're finalized.</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Until then, we'll leave you with one of our favorite songs...</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-79835220814838706342014-07-27T16:34:00.000-07:002014-07-27T16:34:39.551-07:00Another #Cover Reveal: New #Erotic #Anthology Coming Soon<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome back to join us for another celebration. We've been hard at work on our new covers. You got to see the cover for Stephanie Ryan's debut romantic suspense <b>Dangerous Medicine</b>. Now we're thrilled to share the latest.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>In March, we announced we were in the planning stages for a summer anthology to follow up with the stories started in the Christmas anthology and introduce a few others. Unfortunately, the original line up broke apart and as a result, the Christmas anthology was pulled from the market. You'll find those stories released in other publications. For Sassy Vixen, that meant we needed to find new homes for two tales in <b>Sweet, Sultry and Oh So Taboo.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Now is the time for the summer anthology to take flight. Included in this one will be three erotic tales to take you over the edge and into glorious ecstasy. Lia Michaels brings back her popular Candy Kisses menage a quatre in "Sweet Surrender". Tammy Dennings Maggy brings two tales. The first is a prequel to <b>The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3) </b>called "Bound in Paradise" and the second is the prequel to the vampire erotica Kayne Legacy series called "Curse of the First Born."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>All of them are in the final writing stages and in edits as you read this. We hope to have this one out by the end of September. To hold you over until then, here's the cover...</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>That's it for now. We'll post more updates on the new release dates as we finalize them. Happy Reading!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>The Vixen</i></span>Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-75269496485930270462014-07-25T12:17:00.001-07:002014-07-25T12:17:35.085-07:00Cover Reveal for a new #Romantic #Suspense by @StephRyanAuthor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to the Sassy Vixen Publishing blog. Today we're joining with author Stephanie Ryan in celebrating the new cover for her debut romantic suspense <b>Dangerous Medicine.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>We've featured the first six chapters of her novel in our latest anthology <b>Sweet, Sultry and Oh So Taboo</b>, but this cover reveal if for the complete story. She wanted to incorporate a Michigan sunset as well as a steamy couple and this is what our cover artists came up with for her. She's thrilled and so are we.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>The editors will have this one in their hands within the next month and our tentative release date is at the end of October. We thought that would be a great time since that's when <b>Dangerous Medicine</b> starts out. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Enough of our gabbing. Here's Stephanie's new cover!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome back to the Sassy Vixen Blog! We're celebrating today after receiving long awaited news. We will be relocating to the Seattle area now that Mr. Vixen (CEO Michael Smith) has now officially retired from the US Coast Guard. The Vixen received word of veterinary positions open in that area so everything is a go!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>In hour of those changes, we've made quite a few here at SVP. You may have already noticed the price drop in our smaller/shorter works. After attending seminars at RomCon, we determined that </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b><a href="http://viewbook.at/forbiddendestiny">Forbidden Destiny (Fearless Love) </a></b>by Lia Michaels</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><a href="http://viewbook.at/VampyrePoetry"><b>The Courtship of the Vampyre</b> </a>by Tammy Dennings Maggy</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b><a href="http://viewbook.at/FollowMePoetry">Follow Me: Poetry from the Heart and Soul </a></b>by Tammy Dennings Maggy</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b><a href="http://mybook.to/BrigidsBlessing">Brigid's Blessing (Bigfoot Chronicles 1)</a> </b>by Tawny Savage</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b><a href="http://getbook.at/BigfootClaimsMate">Bigfoot Claims His Mate (Bigfoot Chronicles 2)</a></b> by Tawny Savage</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Now those are permanently set at those prices across all retail outlets. We're happy with the new pricing, but it wasn't a big enough celebration. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>So as a special event for the next few days, we're lowering the price of <b><a href="http://mybook.to/SweetSultryTaboo">Sweet, Sultry and Oh So Taboo</a></b> from $3.99 down to only 99¢. Next week the price will jump back up, so if you want to get your copy now at the low price, you need to grab it now!</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #e06666;">The “Sweet” from Stephanie Ryan’s </span><span style="color: #f4cccc;">Dangerous Medicine </span><span style="color: #e06666;">(M/F): Detroit based veterinary surgeon Miranda Jacobs puts her fast-paced career on hold in order to be with her family at her brother's bedside. It's on the way to the hospital that she literally collides with Detective Jake Martinelli. Sparks fly between them, and Miranda finds herself fiercely attracted to Jake even though she knows very little about him. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #e06666;">The “Sultry” from Tammy Dennings Maggy’s </span><span style="color: #f4cccc;">Meet Me Under the Mistletoe </span><span style="color: #e06666;">(MF): Coast Guard Steve Sanders is called to assist a sinking vessel. His pregnant wife Jolene waits for his return when the rescue mission has goes horribly wrong. Will a miracle bring him back to meet his wife under the mistletoe? </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #e06666;">The “Taboo” from Lia Michaels’s</span><span style="color: #f4cccc;"> Have a Naughty, Naughty Christmas</span><span style="color: #e06666;"> (MFMM): Candice, Alexander and Gabriel own Candy Kisses, the place to be in Detroit. The business partners have kept their desires hidden. When a wealthy playboy extends an offer that allows them to indulge their wildest fantasies, they embark on a very naughty Christmas. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>You don't want to miss this one! We'll be releasing Stephanie's full novel by the end of the year and Lia's Candy Kisses Gang will be featured in our next anthology out in the fall. I know we promised both of those books earlier this summer, but with the upheaval caused by the move, we've had to put those projects on hold until we get settled. We don't want you to be disappointed in a story that's not done right!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Until next time,</i></span><br />
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Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-76186424796517400232014-06-13T00:00:00.000-07:002014-06-13T00:34:01.523-07:00#FridayFantasy: A MEASURED RISK by @NBlackthorne is 99 cents! #Rubenesque #Erotic #Regency <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Happy Friday the 13th! Today is extra special because we're helping our friend and fellow erotic romance author Natasha Blackthorne celebrate the special sale of the first book in her Regency Risks series. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b>A Measured Risk</b> is only 99 cents starting today and through midnight Sunday June 15th. You don't want to miss this one, especially if you love Regency Historicals. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b>Summary of the book details</b>: Erotica Romance ~ Light BDSM ~ Rubenesque / BBW ~ Regency Historical ~ Shy Heroine ~ Novel Length 86,000 Words . Contains graphic erotic descriptions and frank sexual language. As a work of historical romance fiction, A Measured Risk is not intended to be an accurate portrayal of modern BDSM lifestyles.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">He is her most dangerous temptation, the only man she has ever trusted and now he is demanding her submission. Dare she take the risk?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Emotionally scarred in the horrific accident that took her husband’s life, Lady Cranfield is imprisoned by her lingering terror of horses and carriages. She longs to be closer to the fascinating Earl of Ruel, as she senses intuitively that he might be able to teach her how to overcome the terrors that hold her in bondage.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">And now she’s willing to risk almost anything—her reputation, even her virtue—to find out. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">But what Lord Ruel proposes startles her.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">When the shy, studious and socially awkward young widow approaches him, Lord Ruel instantly senses she will be the sweetest, most submissive experience of his life—but first he must gain her complete trust. Lord Ruel makes Lady Cranfield a non-negotiable offer: His help in return for her submission and obedience.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">But Lady Cranfield grew up neglected by her ducal parents, raised by servants and then later ignored by her handsome, charming husband. She’s learnt to protect her heart at all costs and she trusts no one but herself.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">How can the jaded Earl of Ruel break through Lady Cranfield’s self-defences and show her how to love when he himself has spent his life avoiding that tender trap?</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She backed all the way into the bookcase.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Why did you run away?” His deep voice settled in her belly, rich and warm, like crème brûlée on a cold winter’s night.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Because I wanted you to follow.” She tried to sound sophisticated and seductive, but her voice choked off on the last word.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Ruel placed his hand on the shelf above her head and blocked her path to the door. His tall, solidly muscled body leaned over her, surrounding her with the sumptuous, sinful scents of tobacco, Scotch whisky and something masculine and undeniably dangerous. A slow, sensual smile stretched his hard mouth.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He appeared different. Softer. More approachable.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">At the change, her insides seemed to flip over.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Well, sweeting, getting us off alone was a very inspired idea.” He touched one of her fallen ringlets. “I am bored to distraction with endless talk of hunting and fencing.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">As he slowly wrapped the curl around two fingers, he brushed her collarbone. Fiery sparks tingled down her spine, so intense that she shivered and her nipples beaded, pressing against her stays. By some instinct she hadn’t even known she possessed, she arched her back, presenting herself for his assessment.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">His eyes shone so vividly blue against his bronzed face that they resembled cornflowers. She swallowed tightly and wished for a long drink of claret. This more personal side of him suddenly seemed far more hazardous than his usually fierce exterior.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Well, no matter. There was nothing to fear. She would allow only as much contact as need be to get to know him a little. Since being torn from her lonely yet secure life in Ireland and thrust into Society at age sixteen, she’d spent her time allowing people only as near as was comfortable. She was an expert at emotional evasion.</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">It should be easy to regain her control.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">But now, as rays of the late-afternoon sun played over his pale hair, turning it the colour of winter wheat, all her carefully rehearsed words flew from her mind.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Say something—anything—else he will think you’re a bird-wit.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">An intimate smile, one that invited her to play, tugged at his mouth.</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“In a situation like this, alone with a gentleman, it’s perfectly normal for a lady to feel some apprehension.” His hushed voice, barely audible above the piano and boisterous singing from down the corridor, accentuated their isolation. His gaze became so piercing that she had to lower her eyes. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He brushed his fingertips over her cheek. “She will invariably ask herself if he will try to kiss her.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She jerked her eyes back to his face. God, he couldn’t mean to—not yet, surely… Peculiar, heated chills swept over her. She tried to take a step back, but found her arse flush against the bookshelf.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He leaned closer; so close that his Scotch-scented breath tickled her face. “And just in case you are wondering, Lady Cranfield—the answer is most assuredly yes.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She should demand that he put his arm down so she could pass by and leave. She really should. But she couldn’t stop looking at his hard mouth and wondering what it would feel like upon hers. He was so close to her that his breath blew on her lips. If she moved but a fraction, she’d be kissing him.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Kissing him.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Dear God. Her breaths began to come very fast and short. Her throat went tight with a suppressed moan.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">His eyes burnt as brightly as aquamarines. He looked so fierce. If he kissed her, if he dared… Oh God, it would be so harsh. That cruel-looking mouth could express itself no other way.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Excitement rushed through her, sending tingles to every point of her body, even her toes.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">But no, he wouldn’t. Not yet.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He kept leaning closer. He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he seemed to focus all the harder upon her.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Her heart pounding, unable to move away, she braced herself for his assault.</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">His lips brushed hers, barely. A gossamer caress.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He lifted his head.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">It was done.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Ended.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">And it hadn’t even begun.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He held her chin, appearing so cool, so unaffected. His kiss had seemed to sear her. An urge to put her fingers to her lips arose in her. She resisted it, for it would give away too much of how she was affected.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Never show your feelings.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He traced his thumb along her lower lip, slowly, deliberately, as he studied her with eyes that now glittered with something powerful and predatory. Heat pooled in her pelvis, low and spreading even lower.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She went weak all over, as if she’d lain in a sunny window seat for too long. Her knees almost buckled. She forced them to lock. To be strong.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">It should not have affected her so profoundly. It had been just a peck—not a true kiss at all. William had poured out all of his skill upon her and hadn’t garnered even a tenth of the reaction in her that this man’s peck had.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Ruel traced her jaw line with his fingertips. Unthinkingly, she leaned in to his touch.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Of course, once he has kissed her, then it’s his turn to wonder…” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">His voice sounded unnaturally loud in her ears. “How will she respond? Will she withdraw, or can he ignite some hidden fire?”</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She sensed that he was toying with her. She didn’t understand flirtation—why had she imagined she could carry off this ruse? Was he making advances in order to have a laugh with Francesca and her simpering friends later? Hurt blossomed in her chest. She resented him for that. She ought to feel indignant, superior, uncaring—anything but hurt.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Please don’t make sport of me.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She cringed. Was that quavering, pleading voice really hers?</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">An infinitesimal pause. “Now, why on earth would I do such a thing?” His voice was as smooth as velvet.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“To please your vanity,” she replied, trying to regain her wits.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Here.” He placed her hand to his chest. The contours of his muscles were hard, powerfully developed. Even more so than she’d expected. His body heat radiated through the satin and, beneath her hand, his heart’s beat was rapid and strong.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Is that vanity?” He put a finger under her chin, giving her no choice but to face him. “Is it?” He gentled his grip.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">The warmth in his voice settled over her like luscious hot chocolate. Melting her insides to quivering burgoo, rendering her speechless, unable to move.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“My dear, lovely Lady Cranfield, I am going kiss you again.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to Friday Fantasy here at Sassy Vixen Publishing. This week we are part of another fun book tour with Sensuous Promotions. Siren author Serena Fairfax has a new interractial erotic contemporary romance titled <b>Alchemy.</b> Continue reading to find out more and make sure you enter the contest! ~The Vixen</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Set against sun-drenched Lake Garda, church mouse Tamsin Heriot, an English rose, pairs off with privileged Luca Leopoldo di Monte Valli, who’s half Italian, half Somali. But Luca isn’t what he seems… Orphaned at seven when his childhood in Mogadishu is brutally destroyed, Luca is left emotionally broken. Ragged and starving he seeks refuge in Italy where kindly aristocrats adopt him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">It’s eight years before their paths reconverge. Tamsin, still lusting after Luca, receives devastating news that triggers her return to the dilapidated family casa, and fate steps in when an unexpected bond develops between her and Luca’s widowed, adoptive mother. But a strange inheritance alters what started as a dalliance. There’s no shortcut to love, and with everything to lose, the relationship between two wounded people, Luca and Tamsin, is pushed to the breaking point.</span></div>
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never been fucked</i>. Tamsin
morosely hummed her thoughts to the tune of Liesl and Rolf’s duet in “The Sound
of Music” as she gazed at her reflection in the lopsided, oval bedroom mirror
that scorching August day. The interior walls of La Casa della Fontana sloped,
the floors listed, so straightening the mirror, in the crooked little house of
the nursery rhyme, was routine. This grandly named, spectacularly moldering
house in a picturesque village on Lake Garda had been snapped up by her
bohemian parents, Patrick and Eve Heriot, on the back of a legacy from a crusty
uncle, and it was from here that, for the past twenty-five years, they ran
year-round painting and creative writing courses.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Tamsin’s first year at university beckoned
in six weeks’ time. Below bold brows, large, gold-flecked hazel eyes set in a
plump, milk-fresh face stared back at her and she sucked in her cheeks. She
peeled off her nightie (courtesy of a thrift shop, her wardrobe mainstay) and
sighed. Her luscious boobs owed nothing to silicone implants but her tummy was
majestically rounded and there was no avoiding it. She was a dumpling who
couldn’t afford liposuction.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Her spirits boosted as she brushed her
hair. Licorice-dark, thick and glossy, it tumbled to her shoulders in loose
curls. <i>He would surely throw her down and lose himself in it. </i>And
those deep dimples when she smiled, which she’d almost forgotten how to.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">The three graces—her trio of close
girlfriends, all lissome and nubile with antelope legs, all clones of the
hottest models—had been fucked, or so they bragged. Fucked by their brothers’
buddies, fucked by their fathers’ buddies, fucked by studs in one-night stands.
Fucked against library shelves groaning with texts on particle physics, fucked
in the swimming pool, fucked knee-deep in mud at Glastonbury, fucked on the
hallowed green grass of Glyndebourne to the shrill vocals of Brünhilde wrapping
up the immolation scene. There was no doubt they’d fucked and she claimed
likewise, although disbelief was palpable and vociferously voiced when, with
narrowed eyes, they compared notes. Well, this summer she’d get fucked, by hook
or by crook. Her summer of love. The summer Cinderella would go to the ball.
She refused to go down in history as the only virgin fresher.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">She had <i>a plan</i>. A plan that
had simmered gently all night after she’d masturbated whilst poring over
“Bonking For Tyros”<i> </i>and munched her way through two bags of
prawn-flavored potato crisps. A plan she would implement at once.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">A party of five couples was expected that
evening on a week’s course. Patrick and Eve with Tamsin’s brother Gareth, six
years older than her would, as usual, meet and greet them at the Milan airport,
herd them onto a minivan and, after two hours, speed proportionate to vehicle’s
decrepitude, puttering down the autostrada, decant them at the casa.
Nine-year-old Ruby, Patrick and Eve’s last hurrah, was vacationing in style in
Ibiza, with her best friend Isla, at the hip, minimalist beach house owned by
Isla’s family.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">It was ten a.m. and Tamsin heard a rumble
of bickering voices as the Heriots left. The minivan was temperamental, so
plenty of time was allowed for mishaps. Tamsin was delegated to stay behind to
lay the well-scrubbed, rough-hewn communal refectory table, to ensure the
pre-cooked meal was properly defrosted and heated up and the wine was
chambray-ing. That was an affectation of Gareth’s, since the Heriots could
afford, and served, what could only be politely categorized as easy drinking.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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she’d no need to as she’d memorized it by heart.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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water.</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><i>Flash the flesh.</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><i>Buy condoms and new knickers.</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">Ah Luca! Ever since she was fifteen, she’d
had a crush on him. Her head swarmed with fantasies of the scion of Il Principe
Salvatore Leopoldo di Monte Valla and Principessa Catarina. He, godlike, was
sole heir to the noble title and extensive agricultural land holdings, to the
sumptuous Leopoldo palazzo in Milan where masterpieces in oils by Titian,
Raphael, Caravaggio and El Greco hung in proximity to canvases by
Impressionists, Cubists and Fauvists. Comprising one of the most fabulous
private art collections in the world, it was on loan to the Italian government.
And few dynastic families in Italy possessed the twenty-four carat pedigree of
the Leopoldos, who counted among their ancestors the Chief Treasurer to the
Emperor Barbarossa, a Pope, a composer, two saints and Renaissance Ambassadors.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><i>Yes</i>! Tamsin swiftly executed items one and two, painted her finger
and toenails a shimmering Chinese red, slapped a flash of azure on her eyelids
and whirled down to make breakfast. Contemplating the third homemade roll with
lashings of salty butter and gooseberry jam coursing through her arteries, she
hesitated.</span><span style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I
spent my childhood in India, qualified as a Lawyer in England and joined a
large London firm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Romance
is hardwired into my DNA so my novels include a strong romantic theme. However,
I broke out of the romance bubble with one (you’ll see which one when you visit
the Books page), which is a quirky departure in style and content.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I've
also authored several short stories that feature on my blog <a href="http://www.serenafairfax.com/serena_fairfax_author_blog/">http://www.serenafairfax.com/serena_fairfax_author_blog/</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Fast
forward to a sabbatical from the day job when I traded in bricks and mortar for
a houseboat which, for a hardened land lubber like me, turned out to be a big
adventure.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Apart
from writing and reading (all kinds of books), a few of my favourite things are
collecting old masks, singing (in the rain) and exploring off the beaten track.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm
a member of the Romantic Novelists Association, which is a very supportive
organisation. My golden retriever, Inspector Morse, who can't wait to unleash
his own Facebook page, and I divide our time between London and rural Kent.
(Charles Dickens said: Kent, sir. Everybody knows Kent. Apples, cherries, hops
and women).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Leave
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to win an eCopy of this hot new release!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Winner will be chosen on
June 16th</span><span style="color: red; font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to Sassy Vixen Publishing! Today we've decided to give you an extra special treat. We'll have three new print releases to offer at RomCon in Denver in just a few short weeks. Below are the covers for these new books. We hope you'll love them as much as we do.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>First up is the special edition <b>Forbidden Destiny (Fearless Love 1)</b>. This is the very first short story we published for Lia Michaels and the introduction to the full novel <b>Call of the Thunderbird</b> which will hopefully be out by the end of the year.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><i>Ethan Quaderer is the Great Thunderbird, the creature of Native American legend. From childhood, Ethan soared high across the land, as one with the majestic bald eagles—only larger and more powerful. Great Thunderbird has one mission, to save the Native American people. But first, he must find his Chosen, his soul mate.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><i>Abraham Tuttle grew up in a household where being different was unacceptable. Forbidden. He hid his true nature, a Two Spirit—not male or female, but both. For many Native American tribes, being Two Spirit is a blessing, one to be honored and revered. Not so for Abraham.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><i>Through the Thunderbird dreams each finds the happiness they long for. One dreams of the Great Warrior who’d someday rescue him. The other dreams of the one he’s searched for through many lifetimes.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><i>Dreams turn into reality when both men come face to face in the real world. Can Abraham find it within himself to let go of his past and embrace his future with Ethan, or will his doubts and fears of who and what he really is cause him to lose the only one who could ever complete him heart and soul?</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Next is the fabulous Tawny Savage and her Bigfoot Chronicles. This one the first and second short novellas together in one print version. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><i>Bryanna Stevens was slowly dying inside. The safe and consensual sexual relationship with her husband Travis had slowly deteriorated into one filled with torment and abuse. With nowhere to turn, she pleaded her case to the Goddess Brigid. She offered herself up to the gods to do as they see fit if they’d grant her one wish—to conceive a child of her own.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><i>Hell bent on avenging mutilation and death of his pregnant mate, Ashar risks everything to make the humans pay. Instead, he’s blindsided by his desire for the naked beauty stretched out over an altar, pleading for the gods to give her a child. Before he can stop himself, he’s kneeling beside her. Could she be the one to save the Forest People and mend his broken heart or the one to destroy them all?</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><i>Is their union truly a blessing from the gods, or will it uncover secrets that could tear them apart forever?</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><i>The “Sultry” from Tammy Dennings Maggy’s Meet Me Under the Mistletoe (MF): Coast Guard Steve Sanders is called to assist a sinking vessel. His pregnant wife Jolene waits for his return when the rescue mission has goes horribly wrong. Will a miracle bring him back to meet his wife under the mistletoe? </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><i>The “Taboo” from Lia Michaels’s Have a Naughty, Naughty Christmas (MFMM): Candice, Alexander and Gabriel own Candy Kisses, the place to be in Detroit. The business partners have kept their desires hidden. When a wealthy playboy extends an offer that allows them to indulge their wildest fantasies, they embark on a very naughty Christmas. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>There you have it! We've ordered the books and they're on their way. We'll have a few copies as prizes along with some swag and copies of <b>The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3). </b>Our authors will be involved in the Erotic Authors Panel, Get Crafty with the Authors, Dancing and Karaoke with the Decades, and Chocolate Mangasm. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Sassy Vixen Publishing will also be represented by our co-founder and CEO Michael Smith aka Mr. Vixen. Tammy and Michael will also be attending RomCon University so make sure you say hello! We'd love to chat and overall have a great time with everyone.</i></span><br />
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Lieutenant Mark Oates has a lot to learn, both about the U.S. Army and about
himself. When a senior officer confronts Oates about his latent homosexual
tendencies, he’s backed into a corner and only one man can help him out.
Trouble is, can he trust him not to ruin his career plans?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Evans was dishonorably discharged from the Army during Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell
for his openly gay sexuality. He fought the system and lost, but continues to
help the young officers sent to his door discover their hidden desires. When
gorgeous hunk Lt. Oates arrives, he knows he must breach the lieutenant’s
defenses in order to show him the pleasure he deserves. But once he gains
access, he may never want to let him go.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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following excerpt, former sergeant Gunnar Evans is trying to convince Lt. Mark <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a>Oates he knows exactly what’s good for him…</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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That’s an order.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">His body responded to the
command before his brain could argue. He spun back to the retired sergeant and
stood at attention, his nipples painfully hard against his shirt. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“Good. Now, tell me, do you
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Oates opened his mouth but no
sound came out. His whole thinking process was hijacked by watching the slow
motion stroke Evans’ right hand gave his pec. “Uh…” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“Oh, never mind. I’m too old,
that’s it. Too old to be attractive to anyone anymore.” Evans turned and tossed
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in Evans’ voice and hurried toward him. “No. No, that’s not it at all.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Evans spun, bringing him up
short. So short, they stood mere inches apart. The former sergeant slowly
picked up his hand. “Are you sure?” He laid the palm of Oates’ hand on his hard
right pec and flexed his chest. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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under his palm, and Oates went lightheaded. <i>Jesus.</i>
The man’s skin was hotter than hell, and that nipple ring… Mark’s breathing
went ragged as his fingers swept over it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“That’s right. Feel what it’s
like to touch a man, Oates. Just this once.” Mouth hovering closer, his breath
puffed against Oates’ face. “It’s just you and me here, Oates. Nobody around to
see what we do.” He pressed their lips together.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Oates whimpered. The slow,
sensual kiss singed, burned, and blazed a brand new desire through him, hitting
his balls so hard they almost cracked in two. <i>Fuck.</i> Evans’ salty lips were a few degrees short of heaven. The
notion that salvation lay in Evans’ pants brought back his anxiety. He started
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“Stay right there. Feel what
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"> He groaned, but obeyed the command in Evans’
growl. Wrapping his arms around Evans, he let himself feel what he’d always
longed to experience. He’d been hugged by buddies before. This wasn’t the same.
This embrace was potent, and the smell of sweat and man, and the warm muscles
under his hands made his balls juice, unloading precum in his pants. Suddenly
he couldn’t reach enough of Evans to stem the fierceness of his need. He dug
his fingers into Evans’ back and groaned, shuddering. <i>Oh god,
that’s good. So fucking good.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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Evans’ crotch notched against his own. Evans grasped Oates’ ass and ground
their groins together. The sergeant’s hardness hit him and dual waves of
pleasure and panic stuttered his breath. If this went any further his behavior
would surely cross the line from experimentation to gay. And once he crossed
it, could he ever go back?</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly
addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out
the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Today is also an exciting day for Sassy Vixen Publishing. We've finalized the covers for two special releases. Both will be available in print for RomCon 2014 in just a few short weeks. After we return from Denver, we'll gear up for the release of the books in both print and eBook formats on all retailers by July 1st.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>The second cover we have to share today is the new home for the short novellas from Tammy Dennings Maggy and Lia Michaels from the now out of print winter anthology. With them, Stephanie Ryan shares the first six chapters of her debut romantic suspense novel <b>Dangerous Medicine</b>.<br />
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</i></span>Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-90445989428784800462014-05-21T00:00:00.000-07:002014-05-23T06:41:38.371-07:00#WildandWickedWednesday: @MtnMoxieGirl Author Amber Lea Easton Gets Ready for Her #New #RomanticSuspense<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Amber Lea Easton is a multi-published fiction and nonfiction
author. Smart is sexy, according to Easton, which is why she writes about
strong female characters who have their flaws and challenges but ultimately
persevere. She currently has six contemporary romance and romantic suspense
novels out in the world: Kiss Me Slowly,
Riptide, Reckless Endangerment, Anonymity, In Between, and Dancing
Barefoot. Her memoir, Free Fall,
is dedicated to suicide prevention, awareness, and helping others navigate the
dark journey of grief. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>In addition, Easton works as an editor, freelance journalist,
and professional speaker. She speaks on subjects ranging from writing to
widowhood. Some of her videos on romance writing have appeared on the
international Writers & Authors television network. Current radio
appearances are linked via her author website, <a href="http://www.amberleaeaston.com/">http://www.amberleaeaston.com</a>. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Easton currently lives with her two teenagers in the Colorado
Rocky Mountains where she gives thanks daily for the gorgeous view outside her
window. She finds inspiration from traveling, the people she meets, nature and
life’s twists and turns. At the end of the day, as long as she's writing, she
considers herself simply to be "a lucky lady liv'n the dream."<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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paranormal erotic romance, <b>Blurred Lines</b>,
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Decadence</b>, due out in the fall of 2014<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Jessica Moriarty appears to have it all—a
successful career as an architect, a loyal group of friends, a gorgeous
apartment, and an on-again-off-again affair with Boston's most eligible
bachelor. Behind this “perfect life” façade, Jessica hides the loss she feels
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Jacques Sinclair only needs his cameras, a
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is a man without boundaries. Despite fame and fortune, he still yearns for the
woman who shattered his heart when she vanished from his life five years ago. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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back together. Reunions aren't always planned or welcomed, but chemistry has a
way of revealing what is denied. Ensnared in a web of sabotage and
conspiracy—carefully constructed by people who want to control their
lives—Jacques and Jessica struggle to trust each other, break free from the
status quo, reclaim their love, and build a life of extraordinary possibility. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Deep inside his chest, his heart
stirred with protectiveness. He didn’t
want to hurt her. If he had had his way, she would be his wife. But he hadn’t
had his way. She had deceived him, manipulated
him into falling in love with her, treated him as a summer plaything, and
disappeared one day without saying good-bye.
But, regardless of how she had felt about him, he had loved her. That’s why her leaving had hurt so badly, why
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Jacques, we really need to
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our flight back to New York. We can’t—”
Kevin ended his statement with a broad gesture of frustration. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He nodded and shoved his hands into
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Well, if you’ve got to go, I'll
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“People are waiting for me.” He winced at the verbal acknowledgment of his
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">A tentative smile curved her lips. “I
always knew you’d have your day to shine. It was inevitable.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">His gaze drifted over her again.
“Corporate America treating you well?
Let me guess…you always work late, are committed only to your career,
have given up art, have a stable boyfriend who wears suits and talks about the
stock market, are still trying to please a mother who never understood you,
have compromised to the point of losing yourself completely…am I close to the
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“It isn’t long enough.” He wished
this rendezvous could go differently, but bitterness tainted his words. He
reminded himself of his immunity to her.
Cool. Aloof. “I never said I had a grudge against
you. Why would I? That would mean I
think about you and I haven’t in years.”
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"> “I can see that you haven’t given me a thought
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Perhaps I did forget it was you.
Hundreds of women and even more photographs…” He ripped his gaze from the cover
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">The cover photo had been taken the
morning after their night in Rome after he had proposed to her and foolishly
believed her when she had said yes. Questions pummeled him aching for
release—and, oh, he had fantasized about seeing her again and letting them fly
without restraint—but he hadn't expected to be blindsided with heartache. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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messenger bag. Unshed tears glistened in
her eyes. When she looked away, he could
almost see the fight for control within her.
When she looked back, eyes were dry. Scary control. When had she learned that disturbing
skill? Not that he should care, he
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he asked despite himself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Good at what?” Her gaze slid to his chest. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Hiding what you’re really feeling.
What an actress you are.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Her blue eyes hardened like a
frozen glacial lake. She stood
tall. “I almost didn’t come inside, but
now I’m glad I did. You’ve turned into a
real ass. Fame must have warped your
brain. It’ll be much easier to forget
you now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“You’ve had years to forget me,” he
said.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I failed.” Her chin trembled. She shrugged in defeat. “I failed, okay? Is that what you need to hear? I haven’t forgotten Florence, Rome, our
apartment, you...any of it. I think
about it all daily.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">"Do you ever stop lying?"
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Their gaze connected and held. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Irritated by her presence, his lack
of control and life in general, he strode toward the door. Time to leave. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He stopped in the doorway and
turned, unable to simply leave her behind even though he knew he should. “You were going to run away from me again
when you realized I was still here, weren’t you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Yes.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Guilt for his behavior settled in
his heart and sickened him. She'd
mattered to him, had been the center of his world...once upon a time not too
far in the past. “I’m sorry for treating
you badly. You took me by surprise."
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She walked toward him, a hesitant
grin on her trembling lips. She looked
foreign to him in her crisp white blouse, red skirt and high heels. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I wish we had more time, we could
talk, get a drink, catch up. That
wouldn't be so terrible, would it? I have so much I want to say to you, to
explain—" <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I need to go before Kevin has a
nervous breakdown.” Irritation snapped
through his nervous system. He wanted to
take her to dinner and force her to eat pasta, mess her hair up, make her laugh
and see...well, see what had happened to the woman he had loved, find out the
real reason she had given up on their future together. But getting involved in her life again—even
in a small way—would be detrimental to his heart health. So why did he want it
so badly? “Kevin’s like you, always worried about being late.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“How do you stand him?” Her
tentative grin became a smile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I fire him daily but he refuses to
go away.” He would not meet her eyes again as they walked together onto the
street. Awkwardness stretched between them in the warm June evening. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“You don’t have a few minutes? Just to talk?
Catch up? We could have coffee or
a drink? After your dinner?” She kept his pace, stood too close, looked at
him with those big blue eyes. Damn her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He wanted more than a drink. He wanted hours. He wanted an explanation. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">When she rubbed the back of her
neck, he noticed the ring on her finger.
Hurt and anger took their rightful place in his heart. Resolve restored, he looked down the block
for any sign of Kevin and the get away car.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“We have said all there is to say,”
he said.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“We could—”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“Could what? Talk about old times over a cold drink in a
crowded bar?” He closed the space
between them. “Do you know how many
women want to have a drink with me, Jess?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I’m not a stranger.” She stood her ground, straightened her spine
and tilted her chin as if willing to go toe-to-toe with him. Maybe she hadn't changed so much after all. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“What do you want from me?” His gaze pierced hers looking for a glimpse
of truth beneath the facade. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I don’t want anything from you.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“What did you expect when you came
here? You expected something. Deny
it.” The temptation to yank the ring
from her hand boiled beneath his skin.
She had no right to wear it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I don’t know what I expected.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“No? I think you expected me to be
happy to see you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“You’re wrong. I knew this would be hard. I—”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“And you couldn’t come during
scheduled hours, you waited to catch me off-guard, to…” he struggled for the
right word. A native French speaker, sometimes
English escaped him when he needed it most.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I worked late. I thought I'd
missed you, hoped I had.” She stepped
within inches of him. “I was scared, is
that what you want to hear?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">He silently cursed Kevin for taking
so long with the car. “That was your problem in Italy, too. Scared little Jessica. Haven’t you grown up yet?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Her head jerked back as if he'd
slapped her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“I shouldn’t have come.” She stepped backward.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">“No, you shouldn’t have. I’m better
for not knowing you.” He shook his head.
He had had enough. Of all the scenarios he had played out in his mind,
this conversation was all wrong. He hated himself for the words he said. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to the Sassy Vixen Publishing blog. I'm The Vixen aka Tammy Smith, the co-founder and powerhouse behind SVP. Some of you may also know me as author Tammy Dennings Maggy, Lia Michaels, Stephanie Ryan and Tawny Savage. Each and every one of them make up one person—me. I've never made it a secret. I've been upfront about it from the beginning that I have multiple personalities...errr...pen names. All of them combined make up Sassy Vixen Publishing.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Some folks have asked when SVP will open up for submissions from other others and I've been honest about that too. It's never been my plan to open it up for that for several years. SVP is me and all of my pen names. It always has been and always will be. That will never change. I'm not naive enough to think I could just open up shop and take on other authors. I want to publish MY work first and maybe someday down the line help others realize their dream as well.</i></span><br />
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<i><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">What about the Christmas anthology put out with the Four Seduced Muses? </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">Well, that was an experiment to see if it could be done. I wanted to have more experience formatting and promoting a larger collection and work with three other fabulous authors. We put together a great book and released it just before the holidays to some fabulous reviews. Unfortunately, the interest in the book waned from there.</span></i><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>The original four Muses no longer work together. All of us have so many other things going on and new directions to follow. It's sad and exciting at the same time. We've all grown and learned from working together and now it's time to part ways. May Water was the first to go, and not it's my turn.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>'Tis the Season for Seduction is no longer available for sale. It was removed from all vendors today. It may take a week or two for it to finalize, but it won't be coming back in it's current form. Instead, Nicole Morgan, Maya DeLeina, May Water, myself and my alter ego Lia Michaels will revamp and republish the individual stories on our own...or not. The decision will be made by the individual authors. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>What about The Vixen? Isn't that the name given to you as a Muse?</i></span><br />
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<i style="color: #e06666;"><span style="font-size: large;">I've been known as The Vixen since before 2010. It was a nickname given to me by an old friend and I've used it as part of my branding ever since. The Muses came into being in 2012. It was fun to have a home with the Muses while it lasted, but now The Vixen is right where she should be—concentrating on her own writing and enjoying it again.</span></i><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>I wish the other Muses well in all their endeavors. I'm sure with that kind of talent you'll see their books at the top of the charts in multiple genres. We had fun together while we could, and I'll cherish that time always. Now it's time for all to move on and upward.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>What about the Season of Sun and Sin anthology?</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>It's still on. It's gone through another change. It will only be SVP authors...me...in it. This one will have "Bound in Paradise" by Tammy Dennings Maggy, "Sweet Surrender" by Lia Michaels, and "Silk Seductions" by Tawny Savage. All of the pieces are in various stages of edits and rewrites so my goal is to get this one out by the end of July or August. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Next month I'll attend RomCon in Denver and I'm looking forward to meeting new readers and authors as well as those I met last year. This convention will kick off another phase in my writing career and one I wish to nourish for years to come. Look for me on the Erotic Authors Chat Panel, Get Crafty with the Authors, Karaoke Night with the Fun from the Decades Games and dancing, and the Chocolate Mangasm party. I'll also be there with bells on at the Book and Swag signing with several SVP books available. Don't forget the raffle for Breast Cancer awareness. I'll have a basket up for grabs with all sorts of goodies. See you all there!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to a very special day here at Sassy Vixen Publishing. We're excited to be a part of the promotional/review blitz for our friend and fellow author Bonnie Bliss. This time out she's celebrating the release of <b>Lily: The Blackwoods Wolves Saga. </b></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Bonnie originally published this tale under the pen name R.L. Kirk. Well, she revamped it a bit and released it in it's current fabulous form. The Vixen was so taken with this story, she wrote a review and posted it on our Sassy Vixen Reviews page. Click on the link below to find her REVIEW.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"><i><a href="http://sassyvixenreviews.blogspot.com/2014/04/review-of-lily-by-bonniebliss.html#.U0t-l_ldXNk">Review of LILY by @Bonnie_Bliss</a></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Lily Blackwood is torn
between two strong men...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">One, Wallace is her perfect
idea of a partner, loving, loyal and handsome. The second, Bryn, is her true
mate, the man chosen for her by nature and her family. Denial and naivety for
nature’s choice, sends her into a rage of independence against the laws of her
own destiny, family and her own father.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Wallace Kirk is assigned to
protect the beautiful Lily since her birth...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">His loyalties are tearing
him apart. His own mate, dead, taken from him, fills his thoughts as Lily begs
for his attention. She needs him, but not as much as the wolf that prowls in
her flesh.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Bryn Kemp's nature and need
fill his flesh...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">Yet his true mate, the woman
chosen for him, denies her destiny. His battle for her and his own pride must
overcome her feisty rebellious streak. Both men must fight for her in the
throes of oncoming battle and she must make the right choice. A decision that
will shape the war.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Before he could move, Wallace was in his face. “So, you
decided to bring her home at long last Mr. Kemp, proud of yourself?”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“Wallace Kirk I presume, I expected you to be—”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“Bigger?”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“Better looking.” Bryn felt the heat against his face but
didn’t relent, he stood his ground. Wallace was everything he expected and
more. He could feel the raw power coming from him. It was so strong he felt he
might waver. Bryn was six foot two, yet Wallace towered over him. There was a
great deal of confidence too, hitting him in the face like a wave. However,
Bryn never stood down, in his short wolf life he knew that to stand firm and
strong was as good as any swing of a wayward fist. Wallace wasn’t going to
intimidate him, he was determined to give as good as he got.</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“Smart ass too, I like smart, but ass…no. I guess I’m
going to have to drill some manners into you, boy.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">That particular word pissed Bryn off a little, yet this
wolf facing him overwhelmed him. He knew if he used more than harsh words, he’d
have harsh wounds to match. “I’m not a boy.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“Compared to me, you’re a kid in nappies. Hell, you
haven’t even reached the twinkle in your Daddy’s eyes yet. You’re thirty. That
makes you my pup.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Bryn’s lip curled at the edge. “There a point to this? I
got her home safe.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Wallace moved forward. “Good job you did. You decide to
come back after spending a pitiful five years with her and expect to replace
me, just like that.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Bryn had no choice but to shift back to avoid being
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“Following orders pup, yeah sure. Lily is a young woman,
she’s impressionable, thinks she’s ready for anything. Then you come along and
her fucking hormones and her wolf are in turmoil. I sensed it earlier, she was
out of control. You come here when she’s in heat, bringing her mate to the door
in that big bold exterior, sending her emotions all over the place.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: black;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">“She is my mate, my chosen mate, Wallace. You have to live
with it okay? You have to go, you have to move on and let Lily and I become
one. Your time is done here. I’m sorry about what happened to you five years
ago, I’m sorry your bitch was taken from you, but that’s not my fault or
yours.”</span><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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it’s a fact. I have protected her since the day she came out of her mother’s
womb. I was always there, her big bad wolf, ready to die for her.</b></span><span style="font-size: small;">”</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Bonnie Bliss is the brain
child of two authors. Bonnie is husband and wife duo that has come together to
weave stories of passion, action, betrayal, and ultimate surrender. They have
discovered that mixing genres in their thing. Their tastes go dark, and they
love to twisted up sweet stories and make them a bit more tense and sexy.
Bonnie writes in multiple genres with plans to dabble into more areas of
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<span style="font-size: large;">One is a Southern California native, the other was born and
raised in Yorkshire, England. The husband spends his time giving the wife alpha
males with bite. He is a man that needs to see his world in print. He has a
panty melting accent, loves listening to music, watching Game of Thrones, and
obsessing over Heisenberg. The wife spends her time writing strong women that
evolve into their power, they don’t just come out guns blazing. She claims the
song California Girls, by Katy Perry is totally accurate. She’s done everything
from waitressing, customer service phone rep., Corporate Real Estate, and spent
a pretty impression part of her life working for the Disney Corporation—before
finding her way into the publishing world with her husband.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Facebook: </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/bonnieblissauthor"><span style="color: #1155cc; line-height: 115%;">https://www.facebook.com/bonnieblissauthor</span></a><span style="line-height: 115%;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Goodreads: </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5136240.Bonnie_Bliss"><span style="color: #1155cc; line-height: 115%;">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5136240.Bonnie_Bliss</span></a><span style="line-height: 115%;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Website: </span><a href="http://www.bonnieblissauthor.com/"><span style="color: #1155cc; line-height: 115%;">http://www.bonnieblissauthor.com/</span></a><span style="line-height: 115%;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to Oh My Mondays here at Sassy Vixen Publishing. Today we have an extra special treat. Our very own Stephanie Ryan has agreed to offer the first five chapters of her debut romantic suspense novel as a FREE READ.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: #e06666;">That's right. </span><b style="color: #f4cccc;">Dangerous Medicine</b><span style="color: #e06666;"> is now LIVE on her blog, Through Stephanie's Eyes. All you have to do to check it out is click on the banner below. It will take you directly to the post for Chapter 1. Make sure you sign up to follow Stephanie's blog. You won't want to miss a any part of this one. Even though Steph is the "good girl" of the bunch, she does write fabulous fiction. </span></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to Sassy Vixen Publishing! Today we're thrilled to reveal the new cover for the final novella in Tawny Savage's Bigfoot Chronicles. The trilogy is moving up the charts and bringing more readers to the monster erotica genre. Many are discovering a whole new world of books and authors they've never seen before and we love it! Tawny has enjoyed herself writing this series and we hope she'll give us more tales about the Forest people.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>For now, we've set a tentative release date for June 2014. We're excited about another bit of news—all three parts of the trilogy will be released together in one collection as an eBook and in print format. That may come out in July or August. We'll keep you informed of the finalized dates as soon as we lock them in. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Bryanna's caught between two worlds: one she never knew existed and one she was brought up in. All she knew about her grandmother turns out to be a lie...and Etsey holds the key.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: #e06666;">All these questions and more will be answered in the last of the trilogy: </span><span style="color: #ea9999;"><b>Bigfoot's Revenge (The Bigfoot Chronicles 3)</b></span></i></span>Tammy Dennings Maggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17551291117492287824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2430244517060407430.post-28205711253434950352014-03-20T00:00:00.000-07:002014-03-20T00:00:03.415-07:00Sensuous Promo’s Presents - Book Tour for Give Me Shelter by Alexis D. Craig @Dispatchvampire<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome back to the Sassy Vixen Publishing blog. I'm Tammy, aka The Vixen and your host for today.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><i>This week I have a special treat. I was asked to be a part of another book tour hosted by Sensuous Promos. Each stop you get to read one of four different excerpts, each tailored for the heat levels of the blog stops. So far you've read two of the four on our sister blogs Behind Closed Doors and Through Stepanie's Eyes. Now you get another here at Sassy Vixen.</i></span><br />
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jet black hair was slicked back into a severe bun at the base of her skull,
matching the jet black dress that caused AR, their 25-year-old junior inspector
and de facto office assistant, to catch a case of the vapors when she’d walked
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“Marshals.” Her smile was faint, polite, and distant.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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well. Caressing him with her hypnotic eyes, the corners of her mouth turned up
in a grin that bordered on indecent and Eli felt the walls in the room start to
inch just a bit closer. It was then he noticed the book she’d been reading,
bright green, unmarked cover closed around a bookmark of a skull with a pink
bow, the spine betraying the title: Lady Chatterley’s Lover . The lump in his
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picture was a lot more than he could deal with at the moment, especially once
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“He means to say ‘nice to meet you, too’, but his manners are
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;">“They do get filthy sometimes, or so I’m told.” And she had jokes,
dark humor with a dash of double entendre, in her soft voice, the color of a
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>Welcome to a Tantalizing Tuesday post here at Sassy Vixen Publishing. We're thrilled to celebrate the brand new release by one of our friends author Dakota Skye.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i><b>Blurred Lines</b> is the first paranormal erotic romance from Dakota and we hope it is the start of many more to come. This one centers on a love triangle between the heroine and two male lovers—one just happens to be a ghost! Come on in, take a seat and check out Dakota's novel.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>Letting go is like a
death.</i> Sierra never thought she would be caught in a love triangle between
her writing partner, Alex, and the love of her life, Shane—especially because
her ex-fiancé is now a ghost. Tormented with both guilt for moving on with
someone else and a desire to be free of the past, she's pulled between both
men. Shane struggles with accepting his death and seeing the woman he loves
with someone else. Alex is determined to free Sierra from limbo and change
their relationship from casual to serious, but the bond she has with Shane
transcends death. One of the three needs to let go.<i><o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>Only the good die
young</i>. When Shane Weston is murdered before prosecuting a key member of the
Mexican drug cartel, he can't accept the idea that all of the plans he had had
for his life will never come true. More than that, he can't let go of the love
he has for his fiancée. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sierra Daniels is crushed after Shane's death. Head writer on a successful
television series, she can't get back into the groove of life. All enthusiasm
for work is gone. Ready to quit everything, she travels to her cabin in Lake
Tahoe in hopes of escaping everyone's expectations and disappearing for a while.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f4cccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>The lines between
right and wrong often blur.</i> Alexander Blaine has risked his future on a
career change from DEA agent to lead consultant and writer on hit television
series. Sierra's grief has shadowed everyone around her, including him, and
jeopardizes both of their careers. Unwilling to accept defeat, he follows her
to Lake Tahoe determined to break through the barrier enveloping her and make
her see that life is still worth living. </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She walked into the bathroom to
brush her teeth. When she looked into the mirror, she saw Shane's reflection
standing behind her. When she turned, no one. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Every inch of her pulsated with
restrained emotion. She gripped the edge of the sink with both hands and cried
because she felt torn between wanting the confusion to stop and needing it to
be real to save her sanity. Some days it took all of her strength simply to
fake normalcy. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She'd cheated with another man.
Right or wrong, that's what it felt like. She had had sex with Alex and loved
it, wanted to do it again. But if Shane still existed, wasn't it wrong?
Confusion rocked her world. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She held onto the sink as if were
the only thing keeping her upright. Sobs began deep in her gut before ripping
through her body with deep convulsions. Silent screams caught in her throat.
Tears she'd been battling to hold back for too long streamed from her eyes.
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">She'd come here wanting to quit her
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">A ghost? How many times in the last
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Every inch of her vibrated with
unrestrained agony. For an hour, she'd felt normal again, with Alex of all
people, and it had felt damn good. But now guilt ate her up like an infection
devouring her from the inside out. Each sob abused her body and twisted her gut
into knots. She couldn't stop. She'd held the grief at bay for too long and now
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">"It's okay." Alex wrapped
his arms around her from behind and whispered against her hair, "I'm here.
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">"Sometimes I feel like I'll
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surrendering—accepting—meant that she'd be like this, an angry woman who
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by the paranormal. After having several personal "unexplained experiences"
in her life, she started exploring the idea of the "other side."
Ghosts, angels, Spirit Guides…what are they and do we interact with them more
than we know? In her stories, she incorporates that fascination with fantasy
while always focusing on the love.</span><o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="text-indent: 0.5in;">All Romance Ebooks: </span><a href="http://goo.gl/M9PLhF" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="color: #0938c4; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">goo.gl/M9PLhF</span></a></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>She was first mentioned almost as an afterthought in <b>For the Love of Quinn</b>, but more of her story peaked through in <b>The Island. </b>There we learn for the first time, some of the details of how her betrayal shaped Jake into the love them and leave them kind of guy. Because of her, he nearly gave up completely on his HEA with Quinn.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>Julia met with Jake and Quinn in Vegas in hopes to finally find the forgiveness she needed in order for her to move on with her life with her best friend and Mistress, Carmen. Her journey to that point was a long one and only hinted at in <b>The Island.</b> Readers wanted to know more—why was she the cold-hearted bitch for most of her adult life. Why did she push those who loved her the most away? Could the villainess really be redeemed and HOW?</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>All those questions are answered and more in <b>The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3). </b>Her story is told in a series of flashbacks spanning over a decade. You not only get her perspective, but that of her former lover Jake, the love of her life Carmen, and her new friends she meets in Vegas during the present day scenes. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><i>The buzz is already starting about wanting to know more about Julia and Carmen's past together. Tammy's working on that as we "speak" today. In fact BOUND IN PARADISE will be one of the novellas in our Summer Lovin' anthology. Make sure you click on the poll on the right sidebar and vote for your favorite title!</i></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>L.A. artist phenom Julia Santos appeared to have it
all. Bisexual and hedonistic, she grasped hold of her life with both hands. But
unknown to those around her, inside she was lost. While her best friend Carmen,
a Domme, gave her a sense of security she’d never felt before, Julia fled from
giving herself over fully to her and love.<o:p></o:p></i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>Still reeling from the effects of an abusive
childhood, Julia denied her growing feelings for Carmen and ran straight into
the arms of adoring men, dominating them with her seductive nature to get what
she wanted from them. However, the erotic power she held over them didn’t give
her the comfort she craved.<o:p></o:p></i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"><i>As she hurled herself further down the path of
self-destruction, her behavior caught the attention of the Goddess Fate and her
Guardian Angel Daniel. Together they intervene and transport her to the realm
between life and death called the Island. There she’s given a choice: stay and
wait for her next rebirth, or go back and fight to be with the one who had been
there for her through every lifetime.<o:p></o:p></i></span></b></div>
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Will she take the easy way out and leave all the pain
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ever after with the Mistress of her dreams?</i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">Julia’s ass
burned from the paddle and yet she craved more. She knew her Mistress would
deliver the appropriate punishment. She always knew what to do for her to give
them both the greatest amount of pleasure. “Yes, Mistress.” Julia placed her palms flat on the carpet,
curled her fingers inward, and gripped the plush fibers as Carmen worked her
with the paddle. A few times the edges of the paddle connected with her cunt
sending jolts of pleasure and pain through her body, igniting the passion she
hadn’t felt in a long time. This was definitely where she belonged, with her
Mistress, her true soul mate.<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">“You’re
going to get to know this paddle well, my sweet, but not all tonight. We’ve
plenty of time together and I’ve a lot of instruction planned for you.” Carmen
slipped her fingers between Julia’s pussy lips. “So wet for me already, kitten.
Do you know how much that pleases me?”<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">“I’ll do
anything to please you.” Julia thrust back toward Carmen as her fingers slid
over her clit and then quickly withdrew. “Please don’t stop, Mistress.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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laughed softly as she rubbed soothing cream with her soft hands over Julia’s
thighs and bottom. “Don’t you worry, there’s going to be plenty of time for you
to come for me, my love. Since it’s been such a long time, your skin isn’t used
to being worked, but it will be.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">Shivers flew
up and down Julia’s spine. The combination of the heat from the paddle, the
coolness of the cream, and the touch of Carmen’s hands became almost too much
to take, and yet it was exactly what she needed and longed for from the very
start. She felt a tug on her outer lips as the bell clamps were removed and
cream worked into the skin where they’d been for the last few hours. Julia
moaned again as Carmen spread her ass cheeks and slipped two fingers into her
tight opening, coating her with the cream and stretching her with each
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picked up the crop with the special latex covered handle and bulb at the tip.
It resembled a long, thick cock and was in fact, one of Julia’s favorite toys. <o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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would be reacquainted with it. Just the sight of it made her body ache with
need. The feel of the dildo sliding between her cheeks, sent a flood of her
juices down her inner thighs with nothing she could do about it. She couldn’t
hold it back any longer and hoped it wouldn’t displease her Mistress too much.
A smile slowly formed on her lips thinking about what would happen next if
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the handle slowly slid passed the initial resistance to embed deep within her.
Julia’s clit throbbed in response to the fullness of the crop buried in her
ass, and her hips rocked. She ground her pussy into the ottoman, attempting to
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wasn’t going to allow it however. “Kneel up, hands behind your back,
kitten.” She helped Julia get up and
into position before shoving the crop a little deeper into her. “Now, I’m going
to enjoy that hot bath you prepared for me. Keep your hands behind your back,
legs apart, and that fake cock right where it is until I tell you otherwise.
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kissed her forehead and then her lips softly. “I won’t be long and then we’ll
start again. I was thinking of our last session after you visited me today. We
had such a short time together then, not enough to really see what both of us
were made of. But this time, oh honey, this time we are going to be able to let
everything and everyone else go.”</span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">As the founder of <a href="http://www.sassyvixenpublishing.net/"><span style="color: blue;">Sassy
Vixen Publishing</span></a>, Tammy has a lot on her plate. Not only has she
established herself as an erotic romance author with Siren Bookstrand, but
she's also published two books of poetry and has many more projects underway.
Finding time to write and keep up a full schedule as a veterinarian in a very
busy practice in the Pacific Northwest has been a difficult task, but one she
takes on happily with the help of her husband, “Mr. Vixen.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Through her website/blog <a href="http://authortammydenningsmaggy.com/" target="_blank" title=""><span style="color: blue;">Behind Closed Doors</span></a> and her blog <a href="http://tammydenningsmaggy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title=""><span style="color: blue;">Not Enough Time in the Day</span></a> you can get a
glimpse into her hectic schedule. Now she can add Best Selling Author to
her resume as her vampire inspired poetry book <b><i>The Courtship of the
Vampyre</i> </b>is one of the top sellers on Omnilit (ARe affiliate).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The love of books of all genres helped her decide
to write under four pen names. This way she's able to tell the stories all of
her characters wish to tell whether it's the sweet and sensual or hot and
spicy. Speaking of spicy, Tammy is also part of the <a href="http://www.fourseducedmuses.net/"><span style="color: blue;">Four Seduced
Muses</span></a> along with three of her Siren author friends. No topic is off
limits with the Muses and that's the way “The Vixen” likes it!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><i>The following post was originally published a year ago. A lot has happened during that time for myself, Sassy Vixen and the guest author in today's spotlight. Her post had the highest number of hits of ALL TIME here at SVP and I don't think it will give up it's spot any time soon. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><i>To celebrate how far we've all come during the last year and revisit a post that's just as timely now as it was then, I decided to share it again. Sit back and enjoy the fabulous advice from my friend and fellow smut writer, Kendall McKenna.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><i>I'm thrilled to have back here at Sassy Vixen Publishing, one of our favorite authors and friends, Kendall McKenna. As many of you know, she was one of the very first authors of M/M romances that I chose to read and have never regretted it for one moment! My alter ego Lia Michaels was so taken by the genre, she's completed TWO of her own...and Kendall along with Tyler Robbins were the inspiration for her to give it a try. Today for Wild and Wicked Wednesday, I thought I would just turn the whole post over to Kendall and let her have some fun. Come on out, Kendall! The floor is all yours...</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Okay, not really, but I have your attention now! I just like to put it out there early that I write m/m erotic romances. If you haven’t yet ventured into this genre, you really ought to give it a try! Seriously! My first book, <b><i><span style="color: #c00000; line-height: 27.600000381469727px;">Brothers In Arms</span></i></b>, is a good starter book. But anyway, what I want to talk about today is relevant to all the types of erotic romance.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I was recently interviewed for another blog and one of the questions I was asked was, what is easier for me to write; love scenes or action scenes? My answer was love scenes. The reason is that a well written action scene requires a change in the narrative style that isn’t natural for me, whereas love scenes utilize a narrative voice that is more in keeping with my natural style. For that interview, I focused on the differences between the two types of scenes. For this post, much of what I’ll discuss holds true for action scenes, as well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We’ve all read them; those books with lukewarm love scenes, or love scenes that are obviously shoe-horned in just to have a love scene, or unrealistic (is that even physically possible?) love scenes, or identical to the previous love scene, or is absolutely out of character for the participants. I recently read a book where I skipped through the later love scenes because there were too many of them, they were all the same (blow job followed by penetrative sex), and none of the scenes did anything to move the characters or the story forward. It’s frustrating and unsatisfying when this occurs.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br />An explicit love scene serves the same purposes as every other scene in a story. It needs to strike an appropriate emotional note, it needs to move the story forward or contribute to character development, and it needs to hold the reader’s interest. These things are achieved through the construction of the scene, they don’t happen by accident. A successful love scene isn’t just a flow of consciousness, and it’s much, much more than simply describing how Tab A is inserted into Slot B.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We all have our own techniques for writing a hot love scene. While many writers probably have some similarities or commonalities, for the most part, we’re each unique in how we go about it. This is a quick overview of my process.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: #f4cccc;"><br /></span></i></b>I approach each erotic scene as if it’s its own, stand-alone story. As a scene in a larger story, it becomes a story within a story. I write the scene like a three-act play, with a beginning, a middle, and an end. Specifically; foreplay, primary sex act/orgasm, resolution (afterglow). This helps me with pacing, to keep the reader interested. I can establish the emotional states of my characters and take one or both of them through to where I need them to be at the end of the scene, and closer to where I want them to be at the end of the story.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: #f4cccc;"><br /></span></i></b>In real life, we use all five of our sense when we have sex. We aren’t necessarily aware of them all, but they do provide us with sensory input and enhance the experience. Using all five of the POV character’s senses enhances the story for the reader. His partner is handsome (sight). His partner moans (sound). His partner’s skin is warm (touch). His aftershave is strongest right behind his ear (scent). The sweat collecting on is throat is salty (taste). There is of course, an emotional reaction to each of the sensory inputs. This draws the reader into the scene and helps them relate to what the POV character is experiencing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><b><i><span style="color: #f4cccc;"><br /></span></i></b>Euphemisms and purple prose ruin an explicit erotic scene. I’m perfectly comfortable using the graphic, coarse words that make these scenes effective. Cock, dick, prick, erection, balls, ball sac, ass, asshole, come, jizz, spunk. ‘Velvet covered steel rod’ is soooo 1980’s. I of course, have to tailor the language to suit my character(s). For instance, I write about U.S. Marines. They use coarser language than a doctor or a lawyer would, because that’s just how their sub-culture is. They throw around words like ‘fuck’ and ‘shit’ much more frequently. They’re more likely to use ‘jizz’ and ‘spunk’, less likely to use ‘erection’ than they are ‘hard-on’. Whatever the character’s background, I can’t shy away from the use of the explicit language.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">My most recent book is a paranormal story called <b><i><span style="line-height: 27.600000381469727px;"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Strength of the Pack</span></span></i></b>. It’s Book 1 in the series, <b><i><span style="line-height: 27.600000381469727px;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">The Tameness of the Wolf</span></span></i></b><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">.</span> The book is about U.S. Marines, both humans and werewolves, serving side-by-side in perfect symbiosis. I use erotic love scenes to further the plot, deepen the bond between the pairing, and intensify the inner conflict of the POV character. Because my characters are Marines and it’s set in Afghanistan, there are a lot of combat scenes, as well as the erotic ones. Writing the combat scenes was a struggle for me. I struggled to get them just right. In contrast, the erotic scenes were a breeze to write, and require far less editing along the way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">During their combat deployment to Afghanistan, Lucas and Noah begin mirroring legendary partnerships. Their bond and their power grow as they survive dangerous combat and ambushes. When one of them is wounded in battle, they both must embrace the strength of their bond before they lose each other forever.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;"><i>“Too cold,” Lucas murmured against Noah’s cheek. “I don’t run as hot as you do.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;"><i>“We heal faster in wolf form,” answered Noah. “It dulls the pain, too.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: red; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;"><i>Lucas bit down hard, resisting the urge to break skin. The relief and the ecstasy that rolled through him weakened his knees. Noah pumped his hips rhythmically against Lucas, his cock hard through his uniform. Lucas released the flesh from his teeth and licked at it soothingly.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>We're thrilled to announce we've finalized the line up for our Summer Lovin' themed anthology. Once again we'll get stories from Maya DeLeina, Nicole Morgan, Tammy Dennings Maggy and Lia Michaels. This time they're joined by the marvelous Bonnie Bliss! We couldn't be more excited with the contributors for this one and we hope there will be many more to come from this group and perhaps a few others...</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>But I digress...</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>What brings me here today is that we're in a bit of a dilemma. We've narrowed the list of title candidates down to just three. We love all of them and can't make a decision. This is where we need your help. Below you'll find the poll with the choices for the anthology title. All you have to do is choose one, enter your email address and then click SUBMIT. Each vote will get you an entry to win a print AND ebook copy of the anthology when it's released in July.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>So what are you all waiting for? Click on your choice for the title of this collection that will include vampires, BDSM, LGBT couples, menage a quatre, and so much more!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>You have until March 15th to get your votes in. Feel free to share the poll with others. The more votes the better. In fact, if we get a large enough response, there will be more than one free book given away! ~The Vixen</i></span><br />
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